In a country churchyard
there's a preacher with his people,
Gathered all around to join
a man and woman,
Spring is here and turtledoves
are singing from the steeple,
Bees are in the flowers,
growing in the graveyard,
And over the hill,
where the river meets the mill,
A lovely girl is coming down,
To give her hand upon her
wedding day
Dressed in simple white and
wearing flowers in her hair,
Music as she walks slowly to the altar,
And picking up his bible then the preach
er turns towards her,
"Will you take this man to be
your wedded husband,
To honor and love in the eye
s of God above,
Now let the people sing with me,
These words to live forever
in your heart
Let your love shine on,
For we are the stars in the sky,
Let your love shine strong,
Until the day you fly
away"
Many years have fallen on that
golden country morning,
The graveyard's overgrown,
the church lies in ruins,
Ivy on the walls and ravens
wheeling round above me,
As I made my way towards
the last remaining headstone,
I fell to my knees,
read the lines beneath the leaves,
And suddenly it seemed to me,
I heard the words like
singing in the trees
Let your love shine on,
For we are the stars in the sky,
Let your love shine strong,
Until the day you fly
Let your love shine on,
For we are the stars in the sky,
Let your love shine strong,
Until the day you fly away